no one is blogging anymore, what's up with that.
apogee
heat rises
the energy's growing but i'm getting a handle on it. first successfully evaded looming death jitters.
you just fall into this weird perspective...suddenly, and smooth like a warm wave....it takes you deeper, to your mortality, and the world's on fire, but not in a glowing illusional way, where the lights are deeper and you're in love; it's hellfire and it's burning beneath everything, it's inside of everything. you fall into this perspective and the world is doomed, and however good you may be, you'll be dead by sunrise, because you're not big enough to stop these red tides.
you're not safe inside of yourself. you ARE the enemy. if you could close your eyes...lose yourself for one second....but NO! you'll lose your soul and it'll take control of you. sink it's teeth into your life and drain it out of you. this is the darkness that extinguishes the stars. it is a vacuum and swallows the light. to become one, not two. one, not two.......
the rule of opposites
clouds vs. vaccums
yin/yang
i saw the end, i saw it, i FUCKING SAW it. and then i erased it from myself; these things must be earned. freebies aren't real. soul-currency.
this is all in vain, all of it. feel the heat rising. crawls up like water dripping backwards, circling you, and this invisible cage has got you beat. inertia makes me gray.
temporal illusions.....this is the way i live.
Monday, July 17, 2006
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http://emosong.ytmnd.com/
am sorry but this seems a little emo haha. plz do go to the site ^^^^^ It can bring a smile to your face.
but by all means WTF?
(sorry I couldn't come up with some complex meaningless response as others seem to always do.. but I spos we can just tolerate them)
ahh....i was in a weird mood. it was a good mood, too, strangely enough. i was just looking back on particular experiences, trying to capture it. TOTALLY an optimistic post, anyway, fuck you and your emo stuff!
the random words were random thoughts i had as i was writing.
i was trying to replicate the way i think in the way i write. geez, get with it! :P
ally
Fuck man, that is most excellent, I dig it, I really do. I loved the two larger chunks they were like almost at Morrison level, like I told you before you are the next great philosopher. I can't wait till I get back to regina, then we can have good talks, you know the ones, the healthy smoke and coffee fueled ones that last till 4 in the morning. and we should start the tapes again.
personally, i thought the water dripping backwards was a clever visual. *puffs up*
it makes me happy that doug is a libra! i was going to guess that, honestly, but i just thought that i was special....that i was the only libra amongst a sea of friends and aquaintances......SOB!! but yes, it's delightful. and now there are two kelley aquarians in our life, how scary is that?
i agree with the tape thing, it really helps for writing, actually. you can sort of look back and analyze the way a person talks, intones things, speaks, thinks.
Wow Jolly Josh darn wipple snipples, if that was wasn't the best darn, toot snapping have monkey sex , crazy black man playing the bango then man. Remember the time i went to ur house and we had smoke and i sat in the seat which had a wet seat pillow and my ass was wet the whole ride home? That really was fun time jolly josh. I wish i could re-live every moment spent with u, just so i could have twice the fun.*slaps knee* You know what else could be fun, we should grab some old newspapers and make ... silly hats.. yea silly.. hats. we could dance around say " am napoleon, no no no am indian cheif. oh yea... am a chef. pretty sneaky sis?.....
Besides all that. I can only make such a load of shit for so long, since the body only as such a line of bowls,stomah, intestine(sp?) and such. But to be Breif:
Blog Rateing : 6.5
This rateing was given for the reason of: there was good creativity, but the same topic as past blogs read/emails.. so it's a little repetive in my mind, some of the metaphors, were a little.. corky and such. And the theme did seem to sit at emo, which i do hate, and i do hate putting things in groups and stero types. but none the less, up up and way.
~Dylan.
I dare anyone to read this!
(oh and excuse the bad spelling, am lazy.... and stupid in grammar crap)
okay, but you're missing some of the writer's statement:
one of my biggest problems is the loop i'm stuck in, so therefore, it would be a lie not to write the same things over .. and over .. and over again. you see? it's all part of the vision.
i know i SOUND fucken emo, a lot of the time. you know how emos whine, and get all "dark abyssy" and such. but their problems are never dire, that's the catcher. in high school, i was an emo kid. grade 11? FUCK. i was like the original emo, back when emos weren't "in". and you know, i've come a long way, and the problems i face these days are actually dire. like, anxiety is a real, dire thing, it isn't like being angsty and mad at your parents for opressing you, and mad at the world for not loving you.
let me put it this way: you lose this warm, happy hug of god along the way (almost two years for me) and you have to figure out how to live a life where you can't find any meaning, because all the meaning has been pulled away, because this 'god' has completely fucken disappeared, and what's in it's place is just this hole. just this nothingness. and this is where it sounds emo. but this isn't just a "it feels LIKE a malevolent black hole..." it's really an experience.
i really will say though, it was by no means a great blog post. but describing anxiety is like describing how water tastes. i just tried.
I was just saying the emo scene is over played. I think ur better then that to fall into the easy writing, u can do better if u search ur self i think.
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